“Richard, it’s been a long time. You know I do not like it when you call me Bethany.”
“Only because you know that I am the only one who does.” Richard said with a smile. “You look great.”
Sorry, Richard. You are no longer the only man that calls me Bethany apart from my uncle but I am not about to tell you that I have a stalker, I thought to myself. I want this to be the shortest catch up ever so that I can finally speak with Alex.
“So do you.” I offered and it was not a lie.
Richard Taylor the Third, always looked good. He was in a tailored white tux that matched his dark appearance well. Anyone who ever met Richard was attracted to him and his charismatic hold of power. Not only was he usually the wealthiest in a room, he knew it too and his ego flaunted it effortlessly.
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